TheARTI$t
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I close my eyes, I see images of your beautiful face Coachella nights under the stars, you should be right here on this stage Why you go ghost on me? No calls, no texts, no signs, no trace You know you burn me softly, because fire in the hills can't get them off me, no Now your spirit haunts me. Shadows of your silhouette, they still confront.
I be Pretty lies in your eyes, finest wine I heard is better here in Cali Why you go ghost on me? No hugs, no love, no lie, you almost I be You know you burn me softly Because fire in the hills can't get them off me And now your spirit haunts me Shadows of your silhouette, they still confront me Now you're gone Now you're gone
My phone is blowing up.